Xu Chu rode a black-maned horse and galloped through the heavy snow.

It took a while to rush back to the imperial capital from the original Akagi, because of the wind and snow.

Xu Chu's face was very solemn, and he felt the horror of Xuan Taixuan for the first time.

People who can bend and stretch, who can endure what ordinary people can't endure, such a person...... How could Xu Chu not be afraid?

Even the fairy fate in hand can be taken out calmly......

This is very human can compare, Xianyuan...... That's a chance to climb to the top.

Ordinary people get the fairy fate, it will definitely be ecstatic, when the baby is generally protected and offered, even if it is death, it may not be let out, after all, for the sake of the fairy fate, how many people shed blood, how many people's bones are cold.

Therefore, the courage of Taixuan made Xu Chu frightened.

Xu Chu rode his horse, looked at the majestic Zijin Palace, and slowly exhaled a breath.

He rode his horse into the imperial capital, drove on the official road, and entered the imperial city.

In front of the Purple Palace.

The overlord sat on the threshold immediately, calmly looking at the snowy field in the distance, and the goose-feather-like snow was blowing lightly, so that the overlord didn't know what he was thinking.

Since entering the Imperial City, the overlord has always been in the Purple Gold Palace.

He didn't go looking for Luo Mingsang, he pretended to be very busy, and avoided Luo Mingsang.

Luo Mingsang did not come to see him.

Overlord shook his head and rubbed his temples.

Xu Chu returned.

Quickly entered the imperial city and stepped into the Purple Palace.

Seeing the overlord sitting on the threshold, Xu Chu was stunned, didn't the overlord prepare a banquet?

This is a guess that Taixuan will not come back to the Purple Gold Palace.

"Coming back?"

The overlord looked at Xu Chu and said with a smile.

Xu Chu bowed slightly, and took out half of the Golden Dragon Seal of Taixuan from his arms.

"Your Majesty, King Beixuan refused to go to the banquet, and his subordinate Dao King liked the golden dragon seal, so King Beixuan asked his subordinates to hand over the seal to His Majesty for appreciation. ”

Xu Chudao.

There didn't seem to be much surprise on the overlord's face.

With Mobei guests here, it is impossible for Taixuan to go to the banquet.

However, Xu Chu actually brought back the Golden Dragon Seal, he was actually a little surprised, Taixuan was really willing to do it?

He took the seal handed by Xu Chu, held it in his hand, and felt warm, and the seal was also engraved with a golden dragon, but this golden dragon was only half.

The Overlord took out the golden dragon seal that belonged to him.

The two joined together.

The gaps are very tightly intertwined, and it is clear that the two are one and have been divided into two.

On the overlord's body, dragon qi surged out, enveloping this complete golden dragon seal.

The golden dragon on it seemed to come to life.

But after all...... Still calm returned.

"Isn't it possible?"

The Overlord dismantled the seal and frowned.

Because, another seal...... Doesn't it belong to him?

Overlord was thoughtful.

"The King's ......"

Xu Chu was on the side, bowing down, the expression on his face was a little tangled, he had something in his heart, and he didn't know whether to say it or not.

"King Beixuan...... can bend and stretch, by no means an ordinary person, the king needs to be careful of this person. ”

Xu Chudao.

"The minister thinks that it is best to take advantage of the fact that there is no strong force in the Great Xuan Kingdom...... Annihilation. ”

Xu Chu said seriously.

He's really serious and serious.

He was really a little scared of Taixuan.

If it was his own monarch, Xu Chu would be very happy, but ...... But it is the enemy monarch, and it is like a nightmare haunting the heart, making it difficult for people to sleep.

The overlord held the golden dragon seal in his hand, his eyes flickered, and Xu Chu's words made him very moved.

However, he stared at the Golden Dragon Seal, but he still shook his head.

The appearance of this golden dragon seal is too strange, is there anyone behind this?

If he really took action to destroy the army of the Great Xuan Kingdom, would this person who made the Golden Dragon Seal make a move?

Although it seems that it is easy for the overlord to kill Taixuan, it is also easy to destroy Daxuan.

But in reality, it's not that simple.

And......

and Tang Xiansheng.

Nanjun Tang Xiansheng supports Da Xuan Kingdom, if Nanjun adds Da Xuan, the overlord really has to be a little jealous.

Although Nanjun did not establish itself as a country, it was not much different from a country.

In particular, Nanjun's combat effectiveness is actually not weak, because Nanjun has Tang Yimo.

Originally, the overlord thought that if he occupied the imperial capital, the major families would be attached to it, but ......

The major families in each county are still looking at Daxuan and Xiliang with a wait-and-see attitude.

The wind and snow are blowing, and the goose-feathered snow is fluttering and shaking.

The overlord held two golden dragon seals and looked at the sky from afar.

Although the Great Zhou fell, it ...... The competition in the world is becoming more and more undercurrent.

......

The news of the end of the battle of the Emperor Jing and Zhou soon spread to Nanjun.

Except, of course, this news.

Also eye-catching is the news of Bai Yujing, the Trial Tower...... Where can it help people break through the shackles?

Many cultivators in the rivers and lakes were stunned.

Compared with the temple dispute, the cultivators are more concerned about things related to cultivation.

Bai Yujing is obviously an authority, and the trial tower that Bai Yujing has launched now seems to be a little extraordinary.

Tang Yimo sat in the lobby.

Sima Qingshan carried a bookcase on his back, and behind him, followed by the cheap female apprentice he picked up, An Miaoyu.

"Brother Tsing Yi, are you leaving?"

Tang Yimo couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Sima Qingyi carrying a bookcase, and hurriedly got up and said.

Sima Qingshan smiled: "There is no feast in the world, and it is time to continue to travel the world, as the young master of Baiyu Jinglu said, the painting ...... The main thing is to perceive, to go all over the world, to see all things in order to paint all things. ”

"Moreover, Bai Yujing is also very interested in the trial tower mentioned in the world, and wants to go to the next place, and he has recently reached a bottleneck in his cultivation, and he can just go to seek a breakthrough. ”

Sima Qingshan said.

When Tang Yimo heard this, he no longer dissuaded.

Sima Qingshan's path is indeed different from his penance, what is needed is understanding, maybe a painting can make Sima Qingshan have an epiphany and cultivate to soar into the sky.

For Bai Yujing's Trial Tower, Tang Yimo was also very interested.

can help people break through the shackles, I don't know if his Tang Yimo's shackles can break through with the help of the Trial Tower.

"Farewell. ”

"Brother Tang, there will be a period later. ”

Sima Qingyi gave up.

Behind him, An Miaoyu, who was dressed in red, bowed slightly.

After that, the two left the Tang Mansion side by side, An Miaoyu held an umbrella, the drizzle was blowing, and the figures of the two disappeared into the misty rain curtain.

Tang Yimo stood in front of the door with his hands behind his back and pondered for a long time.

Sima Qingyi left the Tang Mansion with An Miaoyu and walked out of Nanjiang City, and they continued to go south.

came to the Southern Jin City.

The city of the Southern Jin Dynasty is as quiet and beautiful as ever, in the rain curtain, hazy, even after the baptism of countless wars, it is still as always.

It is a city full of years and stories.

An Miaoyu held an oil-paper umbrella and looked at this mottled old city, like a strong man covered with scars all over his body, standing here.

"Is this Shizun's hometown?"

An Miaoyu's red lips pursed slightly, with some curiosity and some expectation in her heart.

Sima Qingshan smiled nostalgically, and entered the Southern Jin City with An Miaoyu, and the Nanfu army guarding the door saw Sima Qingshan, and immediately laughed, for Sima Qingshan, they naturally recognized it.

After all, they have fought side by side.

Entering the city, many people greeted Sima Qingshan, and the Southern Jin City in the rain curtain seemed a little depressed.

The bluestone pavement has accumulated a lot of puddles.

Sima Qingshan walked all the way with An Miaoyu, and when he met some familiar faces, Sima Qingshan would say hello.

Some faces are still there, while others are gone.

The cruelty of war still unleashed the remnants of his cruelty after the war.

An Miaoyu followed behind Sima Qingshan quietly, not in a hurry.

Sima Qingshan visited every corner of the Southern Jin City, where his memories are treasured.

Then, he took An Miaoyu to the back mountain, a place that is not too high, but not too short, standing on a cliff, and can see the entire city view of the Southern Jin Dynasty.

Even if you look up, you can see the vast battlefield outside the city of the Southern Jin Dynasty.

"Punchline, don't you really regret joining the Painting Sect?"

Sima Qingyi stood on the cliff, the green shirt on his body was blown by the wind mixed with rain, constantly swinging.

He asked softly.

Following him, holding an oil-paper umbrella and wearing a red coat, he felt the sleet and breeze.

An Miaoyu's fair face seemed to be blown a little red.

"No regrets. ”

"Painting Zong, it's good. ”

Sima Qingshan smiled when he heard this.

He took out the scroll from the bookcase, unfolded it abruptly, the scroll floated in the air, he took the pen, and An Miaoyu sharpened it for him.

Sima Qingshan put down his pen, and the pen fluttered like rain, and a little ink smeared on the scroll.

Sima Qingyi looked at Nanjin City in the rain.

Continue to paint.

He did not paint the Southern Jin Dynasty, but a simple small building, a small building standing quietly in the rain, with a plantain downstairs.

After the drawing.

Sima Qingshan, writing in front of the small building.

Paint a plaque.

Four words are written on the plaque, painting the Zong Mo Building.

An Miaoyu only felt that her eyes lit up, and Sima Qingshan chuckled.

Hands shake.

The scroll continued to shake like a splendid splendor, and there was a loud noise.

An Miaoyu found that on the floor of the back mountain, a small ink-colored building stood safely.

"From today on, this is my painting of the Sect Mountain Gate. ”

Sima Qingyi looked at An Miaoyu.

"You don't have to be cold, after all...... Master: I'm poor. ”

An Miaoyu suddenly pursed her lips and smiled.

"This picture is included in the scroll, and it will be kept by you in the future. ”

Sima Qingshan said.

He made a move.

The ink-colored Xiaolou turned into a picture scroll again, and after it was rolled, it was handed to An Miaoyu.

An Miaoyu took it, took out a cloth cover, stuffed the scroll into it, carried the painting on his back, and smiled.

The two looked at each other without saying a word and went down the mountain.

The figure walked on the bluestone official road that ticked in the drizzle.

"Master, where are we going next?"

"Punch line, the number one cultivator force in the world, have you heard of it?"

"Bai Yujing?"

"Yes, let's go to Bai Yujing next...... Go to the Tower of Trials. ”

"Okay. ”

......

Outside North Los Angeles.

On the vast snowfield as far as the eye can see, there are two figures trekking in.

Jiang Li took the hat and blocked the flying snow in the sky, looked at Beiluo City, which seemed to be shrouded in fairy energy, and took a deep breath.

It was his first time in North Los Angeles.

Chi Lian beside him was no stranger to Beiluo City, after all, she had been here before.

The two of them pulled a long trail in the snowfield, and soon, they came to the foot of North Los Angeles.

Luo Cheng, who was guarding the city gate, saw Chi Lian and Jiang Li, and was slightly stunned, he asked people to open the city gate.

Jiang Li entered the city and saw the prosperity of Beiluo City for the first time.

In North Los Angeles, the streets and alleys are filled with traffic, hawkers, and the smell of food.

Jiang Li couldn't help but sigh, it was worthy of being a pure land where Bai Yujing was in charge.

He stared at the towering white jade pagoda that towered into the sky, as if there was a terrible oppression that made his heart crack.

He was a little shocked by this white jade pagoda.

At the moment when Jiang Li and Chi Lian entered the city, Lu Fan sensed it.

Lu Fan didn't let Luo Cheng bring Jiang Li to the island in the middle of the lake, but drank by himself and set up a chess game.

Jiang Li's arrival did not cause any waves.

Maybe outside, he is a powerful military god, but in Beiluo City, Jiang Li is not special.

Lu Fan supported his chin with one hand and dropped the chessboard with the other.

There is power in him.

That's a chess move.

The arrangement of "Human Game" is more difficult than the first two games, as if all the human situations have been played in a game of chess.

A game of chess is finished.

Lu Fan leaned on the chair of the Thousand Blades.

He held a bronze wine glass and drank it.

In the trial tower, everyone is working hard to cultivate.

After Kong Nanfei finished writing the righteous song, he also stepped into the trial tower, and his fifth-level comprehension opportunity still existed.

However, because of the particularity of Kong Nanfei's cultivation method, it is very likely that he will give up the evolved attribute aura, and Haoran righteousness is actually an attribute.

Instead, he omitted the process of contemplating the attribute aura.

Therefore, Lu Pan had some expectations about whether Kong Nanfei would be able to take advantage of this opportunity to impact the Heavenly Lock Realm.

Who will be the first cultivator to step into the Heavenly Lock?

Lu Fan is still quite looking forward to it.

Leaning on a wheelchair.

Looking at the snow flying in the sky, Lu Fan squinted.

His mind moved.

The system panel suddenly popped up in front of me.

His gaze moved sideways and landed on the more strange [Heavenly Dao Thunder Punishment Experience Reward] among them.

Then, when I looked up, I saw the [preaching stand] that had not been used for a long time, as if it was covered with a layer of dust.

The fourth layer of gas refining is over.

Mission Stand...... It's okay to bring in new people.

PS: September is coming, ask for a monthly pass~